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Fiction. Literature. HTML: With a warm yet political humor, Ukraine's most famous novelist presents a balanced and illuminating portrait of modern conflict. Little Starhorodivka, a village of three streets, lies in Ukraine's Grey Zone, the no-man's-land between loyalist and separatist forces. Thanks to the lukewarm war of sporadic violence and constant propaganda that has been dragging on for years, only two residents remain: retired safety inspector turned beekeeper Sergey Sergeyich and Pashka, a rival from his schooldays. With little food and no electricity, under constant threat of bombardment, Sergeyich's one remaining pleasure is his bees. As spring approaches, he knows he must take them far from the Grey Zone so they can collect their pollen in peace. This simple mission on their behalf introduces him to combatants and civilians on both sides of the battle lines: loyalists, separatists, Russian occupiers and Crimean Tatars. Wherever he goes, Sergeyich's childlike simplicity and strong moral compass disarm everyone he meets. But could these qualities be manipulated to serve an unworthy cause, spelling disaster for him, his bees and his country?.… (more)
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Not much happened in the first half of the book, but the introspective Sergeyich provides a complete picture of the area and the conflicts, the war and the cultural issues. Sergeyich turns out to be a humanitarian. I want to read this again. The book club discussion was deep and fulfilling.
In the second half, Sergey leaves his community so that his bees can make honey without dealing with shelling. In this half, there are more characters and we can see the effects of war on culture and compassion as Sergey crosses checkpoints, makes some friends and some enemies. We see how people from different sides of the war, and from different cultures, react to this man who lives "in between".
Reading this while the war in Ukraine continues makes it especially poignant for me.
Even if I had read this book beforehand, I would have not understood a lot of the unmentioned innuendo that is succinctly breadcrumbed into this book. For example, the scene where Sergeyich talks to Petro for the first time. If I had not been properly warned about Russian and Ukrainian variations of given names, I would have innocently assumed Sergeyich just didn't like his middle name. In reality, this initially inconsequantial scene is a huge window towards Sergeyich's true loyalty despite having grown up in a tiny village inside of the Donbas during Soviet times and who exclusively speaks in Russian during the whole course of the novel.
Yes, it is obvious Sergeyich has pretty straightforward reasons why he got divorced with Vitalina. At first sight, he disagreed with the cosmopolitan name she wanted for their daughter because he is a village guy. But I believe this is the other side to his personality which is multifaceted.
From an ignorant westerner's point of view, the Russian speaking Southeastern Ukrainians are traitors, do not love their country, feel persecuted etc etc etc. And this novel takes few punches because the Ukrainians tend to treat Sergeyich with a certain disdain because of his Donbas license plates instead of the quality of his character. They don't reach the point of mocking him for not speaking Ukrainian (the novel hints he is capable of understanding it when he watches tv or talks to people), but there is always a sense of unwritten tension like he is an outcast in his own country. Outsiders even Vinnytsia who hails from the super patriotic western enclaves of Ukraine seem to be at odds with Sergeyich without really sitting down and examining why he behaves in certain ways during the story.
At almost 50 years old, the MC was born in the late 1960's, in another era where Ukrainianism was met with certain death during the Soviet era. Traveling abroad was pretty much limited to Belarus and Russia and while Vitalina was also forced to perform obligatory soviet summer camps growing up, she was exposed to western society and didn't think twice to flee west when the Donbas war started. Sergeyich proves during many instances of the novel that while he thinks the government wastes too much time renaming streets, he remains allegiant to Ukraine despite feeling closer cultural ties with Russia due to his Soviet upbringing. In a way, he is the personification of a dying breed of simple minded people that are familiar cowering to their evil overlords because that is how you survived but he still retains a sense of humor and a love for Ukrainian literature. He doesn't hate Russia per se, just accepts the cruel things they do like it is. So it makes a whole deal of sense he would soon drift apart from his ex-wife and yet at the same time continue to clamor for her because she was so exotic, outspoken and defiant. Galya serves as his second love interest in the novel and while he could very well be very happy with her as she floods him with love and attention, everything about her just seems a bit plain. Common Russian name, similar soviet worldview, etc...
I like how the novel tries to explore his complicated cultural allegiance in the no-man's land between constant artillery strikes. What kind of person would willingly cling on to a tiny house with primitive coal ovens located in the middle of nowhere with no electricity and barely scraping by eating honey all day? In Sergeyich's case, it seems like a desperate final effort to cling onto nostalgia for his soviet childhood. The only other villager that remains, his frenemy Pashka is very open about his worldview: he wants the Donbas to be annexed to Russia, but he isn't interested in joining the army either. Pashka conveniently ignores the racist way Russians treat him like second-rate trash (even the ones he claims are his friends), whereas Sergeyich doesn't like the soldiers but sort of tolerates them once again due to his soviet occupation upbringing. To him, they are just a normal albeit inconvenient part of life. Some of them treat him with pity because the westernized Ukrainians tend to treat everyone from the Donbas like wannabe terrorists, but none of the Russians in the novel are particularly nice to him. They view him like a weirdo for not getting a Russian passport or having a Tatar muslim friend, and serve zero punches telling him he can't relocate permanently in Russia. For a country with such a dire gender imbalance and decreasing population, Russia does quite the job doing everything in their power to be as unwelcoming to refugees as possible. Even people like Sergeyich with useful job skills that are direly needed.
I would have wanted the book to spend less time delving into Sergeyich's meandering dreams that don't really bring anything to the story (or obsessing over Viktor Yanukovich's shoes). Perhaps the dratted shoes are being used as a metaphor about the MC's sheltered life and his struggles getting used to seeing nice things westernized people take for granted. I would have wanted more time to talk about actual honeymaking and beeswax. What is the difference between them? What can you do with them? Exactly how does an extractor work?
Can't spoil the ending but I enjoyed it a lot. If the book had focused less on meandering and more on apiculture, this book would have been a solid 5 star read. Format of the mobi book also had serious issues. It doesn't stick to the last read page which makes it difficult to navigate.
Sergei is middle-aged, divorced, a beekeeper--and one of two men who stayed behind in their abandoned gray-zone village in Donetsk. Hemmed in my Ukrainian forces on one side and Russians/separatists on the other, the subsist with no electricity and limited
Come spring, Sergei leaves with his bees, looking for a bee-friendly place to stop. He finds his way to Crimea, to visit a beekeeping acquaintance he met at a conference years earlier.
Sergei is surprisingly naive and kind for a man living in a war zone. He cares only about his bees and their honey--not about religion, or nationality, or ethnicity, or language. He is continually surprised and unprepared for the hostility he meets--toward himself, and toward others. His naivete, old car, sloppy paperwork, and bees get him through safely. As a nearly homeless beekeeper, he also has plenty of time to consider his past actions, ex-wife, daughter, hometown, friendships, and more.